Sparkly.
((So I have no idea where I'm going to go with this, but one of my school friends, the amazing Kim the Dalek, told me to do sparkly so, here you go… this is about to get weird…))
I'd always liked sparkly things. Money, guns, jewellery. That kind of thing. They were all sparkly. My mum once told me that even as a baby I used to grab her wedding ring finger because I liked how sparkly the ring was. I suppose that was what made me a consulting criminal. I liked all things sparkly, so I wanted all things sparkly. Money. Well that was easy, make people pay me to do things. Guns, that was easy too, make people shoot people for other people. Jewellery, easy too, I could just steal it all. All in all, my job was perfect for me. After a while, it became less about the sparkly things, although I still can't resist a sparkly tie pin or pair of cufflinks, and more about getting rid of the boredom. Boredom. Boredom. Boredom. It's so….boring. I think it's possibly the worst feeling in the world, and I get it bad. When most people are bored, they can read a book, write a story, draw something, go for a walk, listen to music, whatever, and their boredom will be gone, not with me. I have tried all of those things, none of them work. The only way I can distract myself from the boredom is by plotting, making plans to kill people, planning heists, planning bank robberies, planning forgery, that kind of thing. But sometimes, even that doesn't work. When a plan just doesn't come to me I have to do something to stop me going insane. I used to sit in the middle of the floor and scribble, until Sebastian bought me marbles. To start with, they were sparkly! And they were incredibly hard to break, which was good. Now, when I am feeling stressed, or plans wouldn't come to me, I'd go to my marble room. It is a small box room at the back of our flat that only I am allowed in. It's where I keep my marbles. When I'm stressed I can roll them around the floor, spin them, throw them, whatever I want. And they never break, they always come spinning back, or spinning into other marbles. People say I'm crazy. I'm not. I'm just bored.
((Ok, so the idea for marbles came in physics with You Should See Me With A Bafta, I was fiddling with the marbles we were using for some practical and she said I looked like Jim plotting. I haven't asked her if she minds me putting this in a fanfic but yeah, who caresssssssss. Sorry Moo if you do mind but I don't think you would… Anywhoooo, reviews are oxygennnn))